Monday, 2 June 2008

What a roller coaster of emotion this weekend was. Firstly, I was guest of honour at a lovely soiree in Notting Hill to mark 30 years of stylish living (outfit details will follow, watch this space). Secondly, I woke to the very sad news that at 71 years young International Fashion Great Yves Saint Laurent has passed, what a huge loss to the world of fashion and couture. Finally, as I sat feeling slightly melancholy and taking in how his legacy will undeniably remain, an invite to the Dior Sale Preview appeared in my flat. The Irony considering Saint Laurent worked for Dior for many a year was just a little too much and seemed to push me over the edge. The sadness came as such a surprise, reminiscent to that of a flash flood, big, fat, fall on your breast type tears were rolling, a face full of black mascara (clearly not water proof) and an uncontrollable runny nose. Was I grieving a man I'd never met? Was I over excited by the presence of the invite? Was I being a crazy emotional girl? I suspect this sudden case of depression was a combination of all of the above, the aftermath of the incredible amount of French Martinis consumed at my soiree, the realization that I’m 30 and the fact that it's Monday.

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